Chapter 4 The Deep Hole of Knowledge

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After getting to the library I walked past Fiction, Non-Fiction, Horror, Romance, and Kids. I finally get to the supernatural bookshelf and look for anything about the supernatural realm. Looking at the titles… The Cryptids, Witchcraft for Stupid People, The Talk About Siren head, The Secrets of the Realm of the Supernatural. There it is! I grab the book. After reading the first page it tells you about the prophecy of defeat on page 67, I flip to page 67 and scan over it. I tried to find my phone to take a picture but I must have left it at home. I see no one is coming, so I rip the page out silently, folding it and putting it in my pocket. Shoving the book quickly back on the shelf and running out of the library to get home. 

After getting home, I ran to my room to grab my pouch bag and the box. I grab a journal with a pen, the box, a picture of my family, my pouch bag, and I put the paper in my bag. I put the key on a necklace so I can keep it safe, and I grab the bag. I pull out the box and press the key hole in it… the same purple winds scoops me into the box, but this time I landed on my feet. I try to find the box, and see it stuck in a tree.

 After three attempts of trying to climb the tree, I finally got the box down. I stumble back when a rat looking demon grabs onto the box, I try to jump down. The rat smiled and I screamed and dropped the box. No! I jump down and chase after it but it stops to give the box to a strange hooded figure. The strange hooded figure comes into eye contact with me, then runs into the dense forest. I try to chase after but the trees are stopping me from seeing them clearly, as they take a turn they disappear from my view. “Damn it,” I whispered under my cold breath. I looked back just to see more trees. “Great now what,” I mumbled. “Ok, calm down Ares,” I mumbled to myself, circling around a little piece of dirt. “Ok what would Louis do?” I said a little louder. But the thought came to my mind. “She would probably catch the hooded person and strangle them to death…” I rolled my eyes and continued to think. 

A cold breeze moved my vibrant red hair from my face, I looked up with wide eyes as I felt someone stalking me. I quickly turn around to see nothing. But as I turned around I see in front of me a small bright blonde girl standing in front of me with a huge smile on her pale face. “Oh my, are you lost?!” She asked in a more western voice. “AAAAAAH!'' I screamed as I did not know she was behind me. She looks at me with a confused look trying to figure out what I just said. “Oh sorry you surprised me, and yes I'm a bit lost. A ugly looking rat took my box that I need,” I told her. Answering her questions, she goes back to her normal face. “Oh the hooded lady?” she asked. wondering if that was the person I was talking about. “Hooded Lady?” I asked. “Oh you haven't met her!?” The little lady asked. I just nodded. “Her name is Eclipse. She can be a little grumpy and mean but she is a kind poor soul once you meet her. She was trapped and so probably stole that box from you because it's the way for her to get home, but the only problem is you have the only key.”

 “Can you take me to her so I can get my box back?” I asked, hoping she would say yes. “Well, no one knows where she lives, but we can work together!” she says with a worried look. “Work together?” I was stunned. She nodded “Mhm!” I started to walk away as this girl has nothing to do with the person who took the box, she is useless. I hear footsteps as I walk away, I turn around and it's her again! I try to run away but she keeps following me. Wait, if I got into the dense forest, she would lose me like I lost the other girl! I thought. Thinking about that, I ran into the forest where the shrubs and many trees stand. After running very fast taking many turns I can't hear the footsteps anymore, I turn around to see her gone. Yes! But as I was starting to get my hopes high,  I realized I made a mistake and now I'm lost…

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